"in words we don’t yet understand,
but you will, finally flying
into it, rushing with wind and heart
and wild sweetness to yourself.”
“It’s a marvelous thing, the ocean. For some reason when two people sit together looking out at it, they stop caring whether they talk or stay silent. You never get tired of watching it. And no matter how rough the waves get, you’re never bothered by the noise the water makes by the commotion of the surface - it never seems too loud, or too wild.”
YouTube was killing me with the crucial, nostalgic kickback to early high school this morning, so I had to document it. Cuz everyone had a scene-emo, punk-pop phase. Feel free to scream and/or cry with me.
NOW PLAYING ::